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That was horrible. Rachel called, told me she and her dad were going to see Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy, of course I jumped at the chance. We got there, there was no line, so all of a sudden the plan changed to seeing Star Wars. I didn't really want to, but they gave me a ride and all, I figured it would be pretty rude to go see something else. And I was reminded of the reason why I hadn't seen any of the SW movies in over ten years. That was AWFUL. I almost puked outside the theater. The people have no idea how to act. Obviously fake. Then I got home and started sewing, which wasn't necessarily a good idea right then, it allowed me to think. I feel like that's the second time in two days I've been set up to go see Hitchiker's, but was disappointed. Just yesterday, at the Spectrum, we were going to see it, but I had to leave early for work. Instead of going to the earlier show, dad decided that they should all go to the one that started an hour after I had to be at work. And since Jess only arrived there right before I had to leave, and he knew that's how it was going to be, it made me feel like he was saying that it was more important that she see it than I did. I don't get it. Ever since she moved back in, I feel like mom and dad have been babying her and not doing enough to make her get her own place. They kicked her out, why are they allowing her back in? They never would have let her stay this long before, I don't know what changed. It's like Jess having a place to stay is more important than my mental and physical health. Ever since she has been here, I've been thinking of reasons to get out of the house, even if only for a few minutes. If I'm here for to long, I get really bad tension headaches. And mom and dad know this, have ever since the first time she stayed with us for a few days after she got kicked out. I feel like I've taken a back seat to an overgrown child who SHOULD be able to take care of herself, and has the ability, but refuses to. She keeps talking about going to Arizona, but I wish she'd get a move on already. She's been here over a month! She needs to just go, not sit around waiting for Chris and Sara to send her the money or ticket or whatever to get her out there. They won't, she of all people should know this, they were a large part of the problem with the eviction last December. But she refuses to believe that they are anything less than perfect. I'm so sick of this. I wish she'd just leave. I ended up crying for about 45 minutes while sewing. I feel like I'm being told I don't matter any more, and I hate feeling this way. Amazing the torrent of thought a simple, horribly made movie can provoke.